YOU USED TO BE ALRIGHT, WHAT HAPPENED?

"Get scared. It will do you good. Smoke a bit, stare blankly at some ceilings, beat your head against..."

Thu, 23 May 2013 01:38:46 -0400

“Get scared. It will do you good. Smoke a bit, stare blankly at some ceilings, beat your head against some walls, refuse to see some people, paint and write. Get scared some more. Allow your little mind to do nothing but function. Stay inside, go out - I don’t care what you’ll do; but stay scared as hell. You will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself.”

- Albert Camus, from Notebooks, 1951-1959 (via cigrette)

twinfawns: François Xavier Saint George took his own “I will”...

Sat, 11 May 2013 23:50:47 -0400

twinfawns:

François Xavier Saint George took his own “I will” statements and burned “No You Won’t” into them using electrical wire.

"This morning, Ray Bradbury is dead and there is only soy milk at my coffee shop. I do not know..."

Sun, 05 May 2013 01:31:00 -0400

“

This morning, Ray Bradbury is dead
and there is only soy milk at my coffee shop.

I do not know which to be more sad about,
that my body and I are suddenly uncomfortable
or that a man I have never met, far away,
has stopped breathing.

My heartbeat
will end one day.
It is a miracle it’s lasted this long,
not because I have wished it otherwise,
but because my car keeps overheating.

My car is huge
compared to my heart.

A writing prompt,
given to me on a bicycle ride last week:
“What is the most dangerous thing you’ve done lately,
and why?”

I climbed the Pillsbury building,
because I wanted to, because I could,
or because I was bored, or because I know how,
because I know that wearing dark blue at night
makes you look like a cloud.

Ray Bradbury’s heart is not beating anymore.

The Pillsbury building is so big
compared to his heart,

but this morning he is dead
and there is only soy milk at my coffee shop.

”

- Lewis Mundt, “Ray Bradbury is Dead” (via pigmenting)

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Fri, 03 May 2013 16:28:13 -0400

Baaaaaby

Fri, 03 May 2013 16:27:52 -0400

Baaaaaby

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Fri, 03 May 2013 16:27:37 -0400

likeafieldmouse: Duane Michals - Chance Meeting (1970)

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 01:22:14 -0400

likeafieldmouse:

Duane Michals - Chance Meeting (1970)

showstudio: Still from Twin Peaks (1990)

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 23:18:16 -0400

showstudio:

Still from Twin Peaks (1990)

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Sun, 28 Apr 2013 23:17:46 -0400

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Sun, 28 Apr 2013 23:17:00 -0400

too much.

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 01:29:59 -0400

too much.

smilesmcmillan: Paul Boche Backstage at Faces of Menswear in...

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 01:28:10 -0400

smilesmcmillan:

Paul Boche Backstage at Faces of Menswear in Milan Fall 2012/2013.

violentwavesofemotion: Ravishing Léa Seydoux “Petit Tailleur”...

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 21:47:25 -0400

violentwavesofemotion:

Ravishing Léa Seydoux “Petit Tailleur” directed by Louis Garrel in 2010.

I don’t have any friends anymore that aren’t my boyfriend’s friends and this is...

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 02:28:59 -0400

I don’t have any friends anymore that aren’t my boyfriend’s friends and this is becoming a legitimate problem for me.

vintage-thieves: g-rowth: ♣ G-rowth ♣

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 02:24:30 -0400

vintage-thieves:

g-rowth:

♣ G-rowth ♣

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Tue, 16 Apr 2013 08:51:59 -0400

joaquin phoenix by stephen danelian

Tue, 16 Apr 2013 01:08:45 -0400

joaquin phoenix by stephen danelian

"We have been called to participate in the world’s creation from the very beginning. Making music...."

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 09:03:03 -0400

“

We have been called to participate in the world’s creation from the very beginning. Making music. Baking cakes. Sewing curtains. These things mean something greater: that we have been known from the very start. Our eye color, our hairline, our jawline, the shape of our big toe, the tone of our voice. These things have been designed from the very beginning. What kind of music we listen to. The sort of skirt that looks good. The baseball cap, the tennis shoe, the orange bandana. We have been made to find these things for ourselves and take them in as ours, like adopted children: habits, hobbies, idiosyncrasies, gestures, moods, tastes, tendencies, worries. They have been put in us for good measure.

Perhaps we don’t like what we see: our hips, our loss of hair, our shoe size, our dimples, our knuckles too big, our eating habits, our disposition. We have disclosed these things in secret, likes and dislikes, behind doors with locks, our lonely rooms, our messy desks, our empty hearts, our sudden bursts of energy, our sudden bouts of depression. Don’t worry. Put away your mirrors and your beauty magazines and your books on tape. There is someone right here who knows you more than you do, who is making room on the couch, who is fixing a meal, who is putting on your favorite record, who is listening intently to what you have to say, who is standing there with you, face to face, hand to hand, eye to eye, mouth to mouth. There is no space left uncovered. This is where you belong.

”

- Sufjan Stevens (he’s such a good guy). (via wolfandmay)

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Mon, 15 Apr 2013 09:02:19 -0400

“Sorry I didn’t come earlier, I had to walk my nintendogs.”

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 09:20:36 -0400

“Sorry I didn’t come earlier, I had to walk my nintendogs.”